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Weeping shall never become a thing of the past, I feel this heartache will always feel free to last. When I can no longer stand the pain of loss’s fear, I shall become nothing but a lonely woman here. I know I need redemption, and I know I need it fast, but these memories of my sweet boy bring a crimson tear. He was but an innocent child when he suddenly died, I laid there on my cold bed and continually cried. No more reasons to live as my heart also stopped beating, and these moods of depression keep repeating. I just couldn’t cope no matter how hard I tried, this pain is so intense, so unbearably defeating. I held my dead baby boy to my beating heart, until at last this mother and child had to part. I laid him in his eternal coffin bed, standing like stone through his funeral and words said. At his grave I sang for my little sweetheart, and on his coffin I laid bright roses red. In the days and months that passed I was hollow, a shadow of me and food I could not swallow. I went deep and inner and let no love inside, I remained unresponsive no matter who tried. Often, a winding path to his grave I did follow, will the day come, when I can put his death aside. Collaboration - Grab a Writing Partner - Poetry Contest Sponsor: Joseph May January 10th, 2018
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